至今想起来,印象最深的还是家乡的山。老家的山属于比较贫瘠的那种,既不巍峨,也不秀美,有树木,是只能当柴烧的那种,有灌木,是低矮的枣刺,有草,是稀稀拉拉的那种,更多的是被我贫穷的乡人想方设法开垦出的小块田地,它们分布在半山腰,一般是三五分地,种植着营养不良的小麦或者一株一株的花椒树,看上去有一种怪异的平衡。老家最缺的就是水,吃水都靠水窖存水,一开始水的来源主要是雨水收集沉淀,后来有先富起来的人掏钱打井卖水,一汽油桶的 So far, most impressed is the hometown of mountains. The home of the mountain belongs to the kind of barren, neither towering nor beautiful, with trees, is only the kind of firewood, shrubs, is a low date sting, grass, is the kind of sparse, More of the small plots that my poor countrymen find ways to reclaim, half-mountainside, usually thirty-five, planted with undernourished wheat or a plant of peppercorns that appear to have a Weird balance. Home is the most lack of water, water cellars rely on water storage, the beginning of the main source of water is precipitation precipitation, and later get rich get dig wells to sell water, gasoline drums